i thought she loved me
i thought she cared
i thought she had my best interest at heart
i thought she meant what she said
i thought i was the only one
i thought we were more than just fun
i thought we were making it last
i thought the past was the past
i thought we were building a future
i thought we were more than just an adventure
i thought we were settling down
i thought my queen i had found
i thought no more single nights on the town
i thought my players card i could retire
i thought she had my heart, love on fire
i thought too long
i thought wrong
i thought...
addendum:
my thoughts were not our reality
im still single you see
yet, its still all good to me
Gods still got my destiny
that aint a thought, this i know!
Friday, July 16, 2010
i like
i like ur smile
i like ur style
i like the words u say 2 me
i like the pictures they paint 4 me
i like ur giggle
i like ur wiggle
i like it when u get excited and u start talking fast
i liked it when u told me u had an accident and fell flat on ur ....
i like when call me lovey dubby names
i like it when we play new love games
i laugh when i hear ur voice
i cry when i have 2 make a choice, between u and something else
i like that we like each other
i like that we miss each other
i like that sometimes u let me b ur older brother
i like that sometimes u act like my mother
sometimes ur little girly, sometimes ur big bossy
i dont have nothing 2 rhyme with that, just wanted 2 say it!
i like that we can b ourselves around each other and not judge
i like how sometimes u get stubborn and will not budge
of course u know i like the way u look
like a story i cannot resist reading, packed n2 a book
i anticipate hearing from u everyday
sometimes when i talk 2 u i dont know quite what 2 say
because u take my breath away
i like that u take my breath away
softly, slowly, sweetly u take my breath away, away
i breathe u
and i like it
i like ur style
i like the words u say 2 me
i like the pictures they paint 4 me
i like ur giggle
i like ur wiggle
i like it when u get excited and u start talking fast
i liked it when u told me u had an accident and fell flat on ur ....
i like when call me lovey dubby names
i like it when we play new love games
i laugh when i hear ur voice
i cry when i have 2 make a choice, between u and something else
i like that we like each other
i like that we miss each other
i like that sometimes u let me b ur older brother
i like that sometimes u act like my mother
sometimes ur little girly, sometimes ur big bossy
i dont have nothing 2 rhyme with that, just wanted 2 say it!
i like that we can b ourselves around each other and not judge
i like how sometimes u get stubborn and will not budge
of course u know i like the way u look
like a story i cannot resist reading, packed n2 a book
i anticipate hearing from u everyday
sometimes when i talk 2 u i dont know quite what 2 say
because u take my breath away
i like that u take my breath away
softly, slowly, sweetly u take my breath away, away
i breathe u
and i like it
no more
i cant be victimized no more
i wont take being criticized no more
cant let u walk out on me no more
my heart, i have closed the door
taken back ur key, and locked the door
its not for you to enter any more
ive laid out on the floor
asking God why cause i cant take no more
gave you my heart and everything that i had
you treated me like i was the one that was mad
crazy in the heart, i found out you were
coming in and out of my life, like a revolving door, it was a blur
great when you were there and we were together
in this life there was nothing better
you have a place in my hear forever
but now i must let it all go and walk away
cause when you come around, youre never there to stay
the inconsistency is debilitating, so frustrating
id rather love you now, than end up hating
i cant stand around waiting
for you to come around, confiscating my heart
no longer living in the dark
the light is on, the sun is bright
loved in the night but that does not make it right
no longer want to fight, this feeling i fee for you
will always be true and never blue
but ive got to do whats best for me too
even if it means not seeing you, no more
no more, smiling when you come but crying when you leave
no more, waiting for you to come back, this time believe
the door is shut, the key is on the shelf
from this forward on, lookin out for self
no more tears, no more worries, no more pain
but simple me, still want to see you again, and again, and again
but for now, no more
i wont take being criticized no more
cant let u walk out on me no more
my heart, i have closed the door
taken back ur key, and locked the door
its not for you to enter any more
ive laid out on the floor
asking God why cause i cant take no more
gave you my heart and everything that i had
you treated me like i was the one that was mad
crazy in the heart, i found out you were
coming in and out of my life, like a revolving door, it was a blur
great when you were there and we were together
in this life there was nothing better
you have a place in my hear forever
but now i must let it all go and walk away
cause when you come around, youre never there to stay
the inconsistency is debilitating, so frustrating
id rather love you now, than end up hating
i cant stand around waiting
for you to come around, confiscating my heart
no longer living in the dark
the light is on, the sun is bright
loved in the night but that does not make it right
no longer want to fight, this feeling i fee for you
will always be true and never blue
but ive got to do whats best for me too
even if it means not seeing you, no more
no more, smiling when you come but crying when you leave
no more, waiting for you to come back, this time believe
the door is shut, the key is on the shelf
from this forward on, lookin out for self
no more tears, no more worries, no more pain
but simple me, still want to see you again, and again, and again
but for now, no more
Thursday, August 6, 2009
after a week of extremes, bipolar situations so to speak, i was itching with anticipation about being in my pulpit. stepping from the plane to the towncar, as we whisked to the church, my thoughts ran over the sorrows of death and the joys and gift of life, all allowed and given by God and how each of these happens suddenly.
2 chronicles 29:36b... and God did it suddenly!
without warning, unexpectedly and immediately... suddenly!
unfortunately during this season of Christianity, many of what is being propagated is relegated to the immediacy of God verses the process of God.
yes, God can and does move suddenly, however, most times it is a process.
moreover, this text teaches us that God can and will move suddenly, after we have moved continually.
it is only after we have moved 'continually' that God will then move 'suddenly!'
here is a 'bare-bones' outline of last sundays sermon from the series 'suddenly!' . i pray that it moves you to become more committed in your walk with Christ.
the miracle of the passage is that 'suddenly had already been going on.' they were already blessed, enough so that to 'overflow' in the offering that there were not enough priests to count it all!
God, through Hezekiah in the text, is calling on us to...
1. continual consecration
a. praise vs 30a
b. worship vs 30b
2. continual communion
a. come to close to hear the Word; come near to the priest;
3. continual contribution
a. sacrifices vs 31a
b. offering vs 31b
our haphazard, sometimey, here and there participation and commitment is an embarrassment to God.
i encourage you to not just 'pop-up' on God but to be continual in your relationship with Him. not just every other sunday, not just when you feel it, not just when things are going bad or going good, but continual. He has been continual with you, our least should be to want to be continual with Him.
the good news is, when we are continual with Him, He will move on our behalf, suddenly!
watch out during this next season in your life, for God to move, suddenly!
greatly blessed, highly favored and deeply loved
pastor p
2 chronicles 29:36b... and God did it suddenly!
without warning, unexpectedly and immediately... suddenly!
unfortunately during this season of Christianity, many of what is being propagated is relegated to the immediacy of God verses the process of God.
yes, God can and does move suddenly, however, most times it is a process.
moreover, this text teaches us that God can and will move suddenly, after we have moved continually.
it is only after we have moved 'continually' that God will then move 'suddenly!'
here is a 'bare-bones' outline of last sundays sermon from the series 'suddenly!' . i pray that it moves you to become more committed in your walk with Christ.
the miracle of the passage is that 'suddenly had already been going on.' they were already blessed, enough so that to 'overflow' in the offering that there were not enough priests to count it all!
God, through Hezekiah in the text, is calling on us to...
1. continual consecration
a. praise vs 30a
b. worship vs 30b
2. continual communion
a. come to close to hear the Word; come near to the priest;
3. continual contribution
a. sacrifices vs 31a
b. offering vs 31b
our haphazard, sometimey, here and there participation and commitment is an embarrassment to God.
i encourage you to not just 'pop-up' on God but to be continual in your relationship with Him. not just every other sunday, not just when you feel it, not just when things are going bad or going good, but continual. He has been continual with you, our least should be to want to be continual with Him.
the good news is, when we are continual with Him, He will move on our behalf, suddenly!
watch out during this next season in your life, for God to move, suddenly!
greatly blessed, highly favored and deeply loved
pastor p
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
granny burns
God is so good in so many ways
some of the ways we experience, see, touch, hear and taste God is through people.
he allows relationships in our lives that leave 'indelible imprints' that cannot be erased. as my father would often say when i was young, things and people you never forget 'in this world or the world to come.
'i am grateful for the few people God has allowed me to know and interact with, even at a young age, that have made lasting impressions, indelible imprints, on my life.
as i grow older, it seems that those who were most influential, were such in my younger years. (there is a lesson in there somewhere)
the fondest memories i have are of when i was most young.
one the people who have made such an impact in my life and influenced my spirit was a long time member of my dads church, sis ruth burns, but my little brother and i knew her as 'granny burns!'
granny burns passed yesterday.
yes, she was a faithful member. yes, she was an involved and influential member. yes, she was a supporter of my father and the ministry but i remember granny burns for personal reasons above all else.
granny burns was the grandmother i never had. both of my maternal grandmothers passed away before i had the opportunity to know them.
we loved us some granny burns!
granny burns lived on the street over from us when we lived in fifth ward. we would play on her porch! we would run around her house! granny burns could burn! she was a master in the kitchen, old school style!
our family had a 'tradition' with granny burns growing up. every new years day, between dad preaching at the prayer bowl at pleasant grove missionary baptist church (which was an all day thing!) we would go over to granny burns house, to sit, talk, share, fellowship, cook and eat! alan and i would play till our hearts delight. watch cartoons in her back room. play checkers in the front room, play on her front porch, or just sit and listen to the adult conversations going on in the living room.
these were days of extended family, not just blood family but spiritual family. no iphones, no sidekicks, no wii's, no xboxs or playstations. these were times of fun that required human interaction and presented family fellowship.
thats why i remember granny burns voice and smile. i remember her kind and gentle spirit. i do not remember her ever raising her voice, but she was firm when need be. she was even gentle when being strong.
i remember her cooking. i remember not being tall enough to look up and see what she was doing on the stove! i remember the big black cast iron skillet that she cooked the best ever hot water cornbread (which she took time out to teach me how to cook!). i remember the big silver pot that held the greens (and the 'potlicker' that came from them!). ii remember the sound of the grease crackling when she put in the chicken wings to fry. i can see her now standing there, with her apron on, smiling at me, as she cooked away on the hot stove.
i remember the smell of the house. i remember the plastic strips on the floor and on the chairs and couch in the living room. i remember the tv with the knob and antenna!...and out of all of this, i remember the feeling of love in the house and in everything that was done and said.
i remember how we would run around in the house. i remember how we would watch cartoons on the television with the knob and antennae in the back room. i remember we would play checkers in the front room. i remember we would sit and listen to the adults conversate in the living room (oh, did i say this already? lol! only because this means so much to me now)...i remember always being excited to go and spend time at granny burns house.
i remember her touch. she had a way of calming and soothing my spirit whenever i had asthma troubles, with just a back rub and a glass of water. granny burns had a nurturing spirit. she would talk to us. she would listen to us. she would interact with us. she would engage us. she would let us be children and push us to be men.
mount corinth and for sure vacation bible school is going to miss her. fifth ward is going to miss her. the patterson family is going to miss her. i am going to miss her. correction, i already miss her but her life is 'indelibly imprinted' in mine.
i wonder, as i reminisce about granny burns, who is the person, or the people, who have made an 'indelible imprint' in your life? how do you remember them? what kind of impact have they made in your life? who are you and what are you doing as a result?
whose life are you making an 'indelible imprint' in?
who will remember you like this, after you are gone on?
what kind of 'indelible imprint' are you making in someone elses life?
some of the ways we experience, see, touch, hear and taste God is through people.
he allows relationships in our lives that leave 'indelible imprints' that cannot be erased. as my father would often say when i was young, things and people you never forget 'in this world or the world to come.
'i am grateful for the few people God has allowed me to know and interact with, even at a young age, that have made lasting impressions, indelible imprints, on my life.
as i grow older, it seems that those who were most influential, were such in my younger years. (there is a lesson in there somewhere)
the fondest memories i have are of when i was most young.
one the people who have made such an impact in my life and influenced my spirit was a long time member of my dads church, sis ruth burns, but my little brother and i knew her as 'granny burns!'
granny burns passed yesterday.
yes, she was a faithful member. yes, she was an involved and influential member. yes, she was a supporter of my father and the ministry but i remember granny burns for personal reasons above all else.
granny burns was the grandmother i never had. both of my maternal grandmothers passed away before i had the opportunity to know them.
we loved us some granny burns!
granny burns lived on the street over from us when we lived in fifth ward. we would play on her porch! we would run around her house! granny burns could burn! she was a master in the kitchen, old school style!
our family had a 'tradition' with granny burns growing up. every new years day, between dad preaching at the prayer bowl at pleasant grove missionary baptist church (which was an all day thing!) we would go over to granny burns house, to sit, talk, share, fellowship, cook and eat! alan and i would play till our hearts delight. watch cartoons in her back room. play checkers in the front room, play on her front porch, or just sit and listen to the adult conversations going on in the living room.
these were days of extended family, not just blood family but spiritual family. no iphones, no sidekicks, no wii's, no xboxs or playstations. these were times of fun that required human interaction and presented family fellowship.
thats why i remember granny burns voice and smile. i remember her kind and gentle spirit. i do not remember her ever raising her voice, but she was firm when need be. she was even gentle when being strong.
i remember her cooking. i remember not being tall enough to look up and see what she was doing on the stove! i remember the big black cast iron skillet that she cooked the best ever hot water cornbread (which she took time out to teach me how to cook!). i remember the big silver pot that held the greens (and the 'potlicker' that came from them!). ii remember the sound of the grease crackling when she put in the chicken wings to fry. i can see her now standing there, with her apron on, smiling at me, as she cooked away on the hot stove.
i remember the smell of the house. i remember the plastic strips on the floor and on the chairs and couch in the living room. i remember the tv with the knob and antenna!...and out of all of this, i remember the feeling of love in the house and in everything that was done and said.
i remember how we would run around in the house. i remember how we would watch cartoons on the television with the knob and antennae in the back room. i remember we would play checkers in the front room. i remember we would sit and listen to the adults conversate in the living room (oh, did i say this already? lol! only because this means so much to me now)...i remember always being excited to go and spend time at granny burns house.
i remember her touch. she had a way of calming and soothing my spirit whenever i had asthma troubles, with just a back rub and a glass of water. granny burns had a nurturing spirit. she would talk to us. she would listen to us. she would interact with us. she would engage us. she would let us be children and push us to be men.
mount corinth and for sure vacation bible school is going to miss her. fifth ward is going to miss her. the patterson family is going to miss her. i am going to miss her. correction, i already miss her but her life is 'indelibly imprinted' in mine.
i wonder, as i reminisce about granny burns, who is the person, or the people, who have made an 'indelible imprint' in your life? how do you remember them? what kind of impact have they made in your life? who are you and what are you doing as a result?
whose life are you making an 'indelible imprint' in?
who will remember you like this, after you are gone on?
what kind of 'indelible imprint' are you making in someone elses life?
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
her eyes
she has eyes like an egyptian goddess, they always draw u n
she has eyes
that see right thru me
she has eyes
that talk silently 2 me
she has eyes that pray 4 me
she has eyes like a ride or die chick u see
she has eyes that pierce my soul
she has eyes like the starlets of old, so powerful, so bold
like sophia lauren, big and bright, wanting 2 b my friend
like lauren bacall, medium n tight, ready 2 brawl
like jackie o, eyes of class n style, eyes that always make me smile
she has eyes, like I want n my child
she has eyes that I want 2 wake up 2
she has eyes that I want 2 make up 2
she has eyes that turn me on
she has eyes that tell me I am the one
her eyes r sometime sad, but most times full of fun
her eyes always lift me up n tell me I can
her eyes make me feel like I am the man
her eyes, r a prize
2 b treasured
2 b loved
her eyes r a gift of God, not of man
I've seen her eyes and can't settle 4 less
so ill just b patient n wait 4 God 2 bless...
me with, her eyes
she has eyes
that see right thru me
she has eyes
that talk silently 2 me
she has eyes that pray 4 me
she has eyes like a ride or die chick u see
she has eyes that pierce my soul
she has eyes like the starlets of old, so powerful, so bold
like sophia lauren, big and bright, wanting 2 b my friend
like lauren bacall, medium n tight, ready 2 brawl
like jackie o, eyes of class n style, eyes that always make me smile
she has eyes, like I want n my child
she has eyes that I want 2 wake up 2
she has eyes that I want 2 make up 2
she has eyes that turn me on
she has eyes that tell me I am the one
her eyes r sometime sad, but most times full of fun
her eyes always lift me up n tell me I can
her eyes make me feel like I am the man
her eyes, r a prize
2 b treasured
2 b loved
her eyes r a gift of God, not of man
I've seen her eyes and can't settle 4 less
so ill just b patient n wait 4 God 2 bless...
me with, her eyes
Sunday, May 24, 2009
next time
note: inspired by and written 2 the rhythm of 'next time' by john legend ...cop that cd evolver!
next time
i fall in love
next time
i see your face
i will embrace
the grace gift you are too me
the wind beneath my wings
the sunshine, throughout my day
the laughter, like kids at play
the smile you put on my face
next time
i will adore
the way you walk thru the door
the way you keep me wanting for more
the power of your allure
next time
i will say
its you who made my every day
its you who for whom i would pay
anything for you too stay
for now
i wish you the best
you are better than the rest
congratulations on your baby
i wanted her to look like me
wanted us to be a family
now i wont because of me
but
next time
i want it all
next time
ill take a chance
step out on love and romance
next time
will be my last dance
next time
ill make it last
next time
i wont go so fast
next time
we'll take it slow
next time
i want you to know
wherever you are, i want to go
next time
i won't let you leave
it's just you and me
underneath the trees
living in the breeze
next time
will be the last time
there will be you without me
next time
i fall in love
next time
i see your face
i will embrace
the grace gift you are too me
the wind beneath my wings
the sunshine, throughout my day
the laughter, like kids at play
the smile you put on my face
next time
i will adore
the way you walk thru the door
the way you keep me wanting for more
the power of your allure
next time
i will say
its you who made my every day
its you who for whom i would pay
anything for you too stay
for now
i wish you the best
you are better than the rest
congratulations on your baby
i wanted her to look like me
wanted us to be a family
now i wont because of me
but
next time
i want it all
next time
ill take a chance
step out on love and romance
next time
will be my last dance
next time
ill make it last
next time
i wont go so fast
next time
we'll take it slow
next time
i want you to know
wherever you are, i want to go
next time
i won't let you leave
it's just you and me
underneath the trees
living in the breeze
next time
will be the last time
there will be you without me
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